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08

🌼THE SOCIALITY APP (03)🌼

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NEW MESSAGES FROM

im_sexy_woo

WOOYOUNG:
hello

WOOYOUNG: 
hello?

WOOYOUNG: 
MIRAE HELLO

MIRAE:
bITCH WHAT

WOOYOUNG: 
what u doing

MIRAE: 

MIRAE:
u rlly woke me up
to tell me that smh

WOOYOUNG:
yes so are u doing
anything

MIRAE:
no y

WOOYOUNG:
cuz im outside oPEN
UP

MIRAE:
wha-

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Hurriedly, Mirae scampered off her couch and towards the front door, where a loud banging could be heard. 

"BITCH I'M COMING!"

As soon as she opened the door, Wooyoung pushed past her and entered the house as if he owned it.

"Ugh." Mirae grumbled to herself, wanting to be alone and not have a literal 3-year-old in her apartment. 

"How the fuck did you even get my address in the first place?" She asked, walking up to the couch which Wooyoung had now claimed.

"You have location on, darling." He winked at her, causing her to roll her eyes. "Whatever." 

"Anyway, let me get straight to the point. You are coming to Seonghwa's party right?" Mirae nodded, narrowing her eyes. "Why?"

"Great! Now I get to choose your outfit." Wooyoung clapped his hands together. "Wha- no!" 

"Um, unless you plan on wearing that," He pointed his finger up and down,"I will be choosing your outfit." Mirae scoffed, crossing her arms. 

"And what exactly is wrong with my My Little Pony pj's?

"Everything~" He sung out, walking into Mirae's room.

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haha_yves

SOOYOUNG:
brat

MIRAE:
ugh what do u want now

SOOYOUNG:
i want to be loveddd

MIRAE:
yeah well so do i
but do ya think anyone
wants a potato like us

SOOYOUNG:
that was so true it hurts

SOOYOUNG:

MIRAE:
uno i have an idea

SOOYOUNG:
ooh okay

guess what the idea is gonna be ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)